Extra Time Poem by Phil Soar

When I'm tired, it seems there are too many problems
I feel the world owes me some extra time
But then I realise that we don't know how long we have
And try to keep that thought deep in my mind

When looking through rose tinted glasses, it seems great
And the way the eyes review the world is open to debate
But none of us have knowledge of how long we have
So we ought to live our lives without regret

Maybe a prayer or two would make it all seem fine
Even though some days are less than that
And all we need to get us through are hosts of smiles
Without them, every day seems rather flat